All language subtitles for Strayed 2003

STRAYED

Based on the novel
"The Boy With Gray Eyes" by Gilles Perrault

Why do they flee so fast?

What's the devil's beast?
It's when the devil is there.

The devil wants to take us.

Why does he want to take children?
We've done no wrong.

Are you all right?

Your eyes hurt?

I'm all right.

Watch your sister for me.

Why aren't we moving?

Because there are too many people.

Mommy!

Where were you?

I went to get some air.

I'm thirsty.

Philippe, will you see if anyone can
give us water?

They're worn out like us.
They won't give water away.

A farmer's selling some.

Ten cents a glass, two francs a bottle.

Do you want a glass or a bottle?

Any room for me?

No. Sorry.

-There's room in the back.
-Not with the children.

Please! Let me get in.

Why? That's unfair.

It's unfair, but it's every man for himself.

And I don't want to wake Cathy.

Can't you try second?

Changing gears will ruin the clutch.

You'll wear the battery out first,
stopping and starting so much.

Don't panic. It'll last as long as it lasts.

We can cut across after Vend�me.

No, it's longer.
We'll still need the main road.

See if your father left any cigarettes
in the glove box.

You're smoking again?

It'll keep me awake.

Philippe!

Why go so far?

They'll be back! We have to hide.

What's on your dress?

I wet myself.

It'll soon dry in the sun.

You don't need that in the shade.

-Can I go on your shoulders again?
-No, that'll do.

Were you alone on the road?

Alone, yes. After a fashion.

Your family isn't with you?

No, my parents died in Abbeville,
during an air raid.

You're from there?

Yes. I've been walking 18 days.
And it's not over.

Know where you're going?

South, like everyone else.

-And you?
-We should have stayed in Paris.

They'll destroy it like Abbeville.

That'll mean fewer idiots around.

You're the idiot, saying that!

We can't stay here. Let's find a village.

But that's dangerous.

Why is it dangerous?

Stay hidden. Villages attract looters.

Unless you're armed, that is.

Well, good luck.

You're going?

I need a place to sleep. The forest's safe.

Can I go, too?

No, stay here!

Mom, the car burned. We have nothing left.

We'll go back to the road.

To get killed?

You'll do as I say!

No, Mom, I'm sorry.

That chap can help us.
He knows how to look after himself.

Stay here.

Why have they gone?

To find a spot to sleep under the stars.

Under the stars?

That's when you sleep outdoors.

Like the animals?

That's right, like animals.

Looking for me?

Yes. I don't know your name.

I couldn't call you.

My name's Yvan.

What do you want?

To thank you. The planes and all that...

Yeah, you were scared stiff.

Learn to keep your head.
Try doing exercises.

Exercises?

Yeah, to toughen you up.

Could we spend the night with you?

Your mother agrees?

Of course. Why do you ask?

She called me an idiot earlier.

What is it?

See these tracks? The ground's turned over.

There've been boars here.

So?

They can charge at times.

I saw a hunter gutted one day.

You shouldn't leave the girls alone.

You enjoy scaring me?

I don't need you.

Go back to your mom and get off my back.

Wait!

If you stay with us, I'll give you this.

It isn't a child's watch.

It was my father's.

The Red Cross put all his things
in a tiny box.

Do you like it?

You bet I like it.

What happened to him?

He got killed early in the war.

He was a reserve lieutenant.

He was ambushed in a forest
in eastern France.

He went to fetch a man wounded by a mine.

When he tried to pick him up,
the Germans machine-gunned him.

He was decorated for it.

Don't you want to sleep a little?

Someone has to tend the fire.

I can do it. I can't get to sleep anyway.

Aren't you cold?
Why did you lie so far away?

How old are you?

Seventeen.

Why did you call me an idiot?
You should watch what you say.

Sorry, but you can't say that about people...

I don't care about people.

Do me a favor, lady. Try to sleep.
It's the best you can do.

All right? Did you get any sleep?

No, but it doesn't matter.

The stain's nearly vanished.

Where's Yvan?

He must have gone. It's for the best.

Why's that?

Something bothers me about him.

Perhaps we should wake Cathy.

What time is it?

-Where's your watch?
-I've lost it.

You've lost it? When?

In the car. It itched, so I took it off.

We'll go back. It might be in the wreckage.

We stand no chance if we turn back.

What are we doing here?
We shouldn't have listened to him.

What do you suggest?

Don't be disobedient.
We'll go back to the road.

There's strength in numbers.

And you're easier to spot.

-Where were you?
-I found a house.

The owners had shut up the place
and cleared off.

Want some?

Cherries.

Is there a village nearby?

The villages have been evacuated.

You should eat.

He's found a house.

They're really good.

Leave some for your sister.

The miller's wife mills corn.

The miller's husband brings the sheep.

The sheep eats the miller wife's corn.

In books, the sheep is bigger than she is.

There are white lumps all around it.
They're wool.

I used this to find the path.

It's over there.

-Ever seen a Kraut?
-A German?

I'll show you.

-Where are you going?
-Be right back.

His plane must have crashed.
His face is burnt.

What a stink!

He must've been here a while.

That's it. You smash a window and climb in.

You can't break into people's homes.

So spend another night out in the open.

No, I'm scared of wolves.

That's why I lit a fire.

Wolves don't eat little girls in summer.

Enough about wolves!

I want to do a poo.

Hey, don't shit on me!

-It's all those cherries.
-I'll see to it.

Come on.

I've never seen such a beautiful house.
It's like a castle.

Would you like to live here?

Pardon me?

You'd be safe. That's what counts.

There's no one about. They've all left.

Do as you like, but we'll only go inside
to use the phone to call for help.

Would you have one for me?

This is my last one.
We can share it if you want.

No, thank you, it's all right.

Don't you want to wash?
Or rest with the children?

Your son's right not to listen.

He doesn't obey anyway.

That's natural.

Really? Why is it natural?

He knows you have to act
sometimes, instead of asking questions.

What are you doing? Come down!

He's really great. Don't you think so?

No, I don't think so.
I think he's just totally reckless.

Why don't you have red knickers, too?

Red's for girls.

Mommy, what are you doing?

Just having a sit-down.
We've walked a long way.

Philippe has picked a room,
and so has Yvan. What about me?

You can sleep here with me.

It's a big house.

Yes, it is a big house.

Mommy, I'm hungry.

I'll see if there's anything to eat.

Do you want me to tell you a story?

No thanks, I'd rather play with the boys.

It stinks of socks!

It's mimolette.
It's a bit hard, but very nourishing.

When you're hungry, you don't complain.

Why aren't you eating any?

I have a knot in my stomach.
It will soon pass.

I have a knot in mine, too.

Just try it.

If you don't like it, I'll have yours.

Here, have it all.

You'll like this better.

This is delicious.

It's nice here. Will we stay long?

We'll sleep in a real bed,
then find a village tomorrow.

The villages are deserted. I told you that.

I need to find a phone.
The police can't leave us like this.

The police have other worries.

They have to pick up
the bodies on the road.

Not in front of the children.

They'll have to get used to the war.

-He's right. Let's face facts.
-No, he's not right.

Children have to be protected.

-Adults we don't protect?
-They're different.

When the sky falls in on adults,
they have to get by.

It's not always easy to manage.

How about some wine? I saw some bottles.

Good idea. Why not?

What time could it be?

You can't tell in this fog.

I reckon it's six.

Where's Daddy's watch?

It's broken. We left it on the road.

He'll tell you off when he gets back.

I don't know wine. You choose.

Chablis. Clos Vougeot.

C�te R�tie and Charmes Chambertin.

Let's try Charmes Chambertin.
It's a pretty name.

Which one is it?

Look at the label. Charmes Chambertin.

Do it yourselves!

What's wrong with him?

He can't read.

Yvan!

What are you doing?

I'm waiting.

Think he'll come back?

I doubt it.

At school, you teach us
to approach strangers...

with curiosity and trust.

But you're always wary of Yvan.

What I say in class
may be too good to be true.

You give us all those fine speeches,
then do the exact opposite.

I found this. I was cold.

I couldn't find any trousers for you, though.

You've got some nerve.

Come here, near me.

Your heart's beating so fast!

I heard you cry out earlier.

The same nightmare again?

Yes, every night.

Why won't you tell me about it?

Do you dream of Dad?

Yes.

You can tell me.

After what I've seen,
a dream won't scare me.

No, I'll tell you once all this is over.

I promise.

I'm tired.

-Where are we going?
-We don't know.

We're looking for help.

Drink a little.

No, thank you.

You have to drink.

So do you.

HOUSE EVACUATED
Under military surveillance

All looters risk the death penalty

Yvan was right, see.
The villages have been evacuated.

What do we do now?

We keep going.

A German one!

I'm scared of planes.

So am I.

Mom is too, but she won't say so.

Why won't you say so?

This place is deserted. We can't stay here.

We have bread and water.
We can last another day.

We'll soon find a town.

The towns are being bombed.

You want to go back to that house.

We'd be safer there.

I don't want to sleep under the stars.

The German pilot's?

Captured from the enemy.

I've never seen a grenade before.

If you pull this,
throw it in five seconds, or you blow up.

What are you doing?

It's all right.

The pin's still in it.

Where did you get all this?

Something for you.

I asked you a question, Yvan.

You stole this on...

Yes, on the road.
The living may as well have it.

Go to your room.

Why don't you read the news for us?

"The enemy march on Paris has intensified.

"Our troops have fallen back.

"The command has given up the city."

Good job we left.

What's wrong?

Where are my things?

I've washed them.
They'll be dry and ironed by tonight.

-Did you undress me?
-Philippe did.

He said you were burning up.
Do you feel better?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Do you often fall asleep like that?

You know, I run and run...

and when I'm worn out, I just keel over.

Where's my gun and my grenade?

I'll tell you later.

I'll get you a plate. It's your chicken
that we're going to eat.

You look really smart like that.

Only the bottom's wrong.

Get a chair instead of talking rubbish.
If it's not too heavy.

I'll ignore that. Thirteen is a difficult age.

You look like Borotra.

Who's he?

The tennis player.

Not everyone's interested in sport.

We could finish that bottle.

I'll fetch it.

You don't have to tell me,
but why is your hair so short?

I got lice and I didn't want it
to happen again.

So, where's my gun?

I'll give it back to you
when you leave. I promise.

Give me that.

Mommy, can I have some jam?

It's all gone. The bread, too, nearly.

Sit there.

Here.

Help yourselves.

I went back to the spot where we met.

The car's a burned-out wreck.

This chicken's good.

It looks like you feel at home.

No, I'm not at home.

Time for our usual program.:

Missing Children...

a program the importance of which
is now apparent to all.

Let's start with the particulars
of missing child number 39.

Little Monique Dheilhy...

D-H-E-l-L-H-Y.

Aged ten when she went missing.

Born in Corbie, in the Somme.

She went missing on Sunday, May 17...

in Amiens, during an air raid.

She was with her father at the time.

Since then, there has been no sign of her.

It's possible that she was wounded
and taken by an ambulance...

or sent to a hospital.

The child measured 4' 7"
at the time of her disappearance.

She has blond hair, blue eyes...

a clear complexion, and good teeth.

She has no distinguishing marks.

She was, however,
wearing earrings and a gold chain.

Please take careful note of that case...

child number 39.

We'll now move on
to missing child number 40.

This is the case of little Jacques Legrain,
L-E-G-R-A-l-N...

born in Horiffoux, H-O-R-l-F-F-O-U-X...

wounded seriously in the head
near Maubeuge...

on May 16, 1940...

Look, I've caught three.

Thanks to you, we're not starving.
You're very ingenious.

What's ingenious?

It's a form of intelligence.

If you know so much about intelligence...

why have you confiscated my gun?

I don't want to see my son play with it.

It's not to play with.

I'd teach him to shoot to protect you.

I'm old enough to protect myself.

Can you use a gun?

No, I hate weapons.

Really? Why?

Why? Why? You sound like Cathy!

Because death scares me,
and I don't want to kill anyone.

Because I'm civilized.

No need to lose your temper.

Where's the grenade?

Not under your mattress, I hope.

I buried it all in the garden.

In the garden?

Don't worry. I know the exact spot.

I even wrapped the gun...

and put the grenade in a tin can.

I'm no expert, but I thought
the rain might make them rusty.

I told you, you can have it all
when you leave.

Does Philippe know?

Of course not.

I'd like you to leave my children out of this.

I don't understand. This is war.
We must defend ourselves.

-You can't lay down the law.
-Can you?

You can't steal my stuff and bury it!

Those are conditions.

My conditions if you want to stay.

If not, you leave.

You're really twisted.

If you want to throw me out, say so.
I'll go. I'm used to it.

I have no right to throw you out.
This isn't my house.

If you want your weapons back, we'll leave.

But if we live together, we need some rules.
You understand?

I understand things differently.

Do you want me to go or stay? Just tell me.

I'd like you to stay.

My children like you.
You make yourself useful.

Yesterday, a chicken, today, a fish...

Apart from the fact I can help with food...

does anything else about me interest you?

Yes, your personality.

It unsettles us a little,
but we all need to be disturbed.

Even you?

Yes, even me.

Got a cigarette?

Help yourself. In my pocket.
My hands are filthy.

I'll be right back.

You're being nosy now?

I can't sleep. I'm interested in the owners.

His name is Marc Weil. His wife's Judith.
They're musicians.

They're often apart.
He stays here to compose...

while she goes on tours to make money.

He wrote to her...

"My dear, what a man seeks in a wife
isn't love, but strength...

"strength to fight"...

Stop it, Mom.

You shouldn't pry like that.

I'd have called it rape once.

But here I am, feeling no shame.

Come to bed now.

Don't think about love.

I'm sure it hurts you.
You should see your face.

This place is so peaceful.

You'd never guess a war's on.

It's a good hiding place. We're lucky, aren't
we?

It feels odd being trapped here.
It's a strange prison.

I've never had so much space before.

Can I sleep with you?

-Where's your mother?
-They've all gone.

Let's find them. They can't be far away.

I'd rather stay with you.

My mother and brother...

wouldn't really mind if I wasn't around.

What about you?
If I was dead, would you be pleased?

You're not dead, you're a pest.

Look.

What are you doing now?

Remember the people on the road?
They were like that.

There were others too...

who were like this.

You're a clown.
Anyone can see you're breathing.

No, I'm not breathing. I'm really dead.

Stay like that. At least we'll get some peace.

Look, I'm reviving.
I see a prince on the horizon.

I move towards him. My heart beats.

I dare to speak to him.

Yvan, my prince, will you marry me?

Stop it, you nuisance.

Why are you in here?

No one sent for you!
I want a child, that's why!

-You don't know how.
-I do!

-Tell us, then.
-I don't want to.

Because you don't know. Come on.

I've found her.

Can't your mother take care of her?

Mom can't sleep.
She wanders around, searching drawers.

She's acting odd, isn't she?

Not especially.

She's been trying to cope,
but she can't anymore.

She can. She's holding up.

I saw women on the roads
who were total wrecks.

Yvan!

Can I come with you?

No problem.

How many have you set?

Five or six. I'll set some more
and we'll get lucky.

How do you choose the spots?

You find their trail.

I use branches too, to trick the rabbit.

He hops in and snap!

I've got one!

We can't eat this.

-What is it?
-A stone marten.

Hold this.

You know what you're doing.

Your parents were farmers?

I don't have parents.

You said they died in an air raid.

I was just saying that.

I don't like questions, so I make things up.

Then people leave me be.

If you always lie, no one can trust you.

Can you be trusted?

I hope so.

So tell me, when your mother
hid my gun, did you see her?

Yes, but she wouldn't let me help.

Can you remember
where it was in the garden?

I promised not to tell.

Just a second.

Have this back, and tonight
you'll show me where she buried it.

I can't. I promised.

Are you my friend or not?

Yes, but I can't betray her.

What is this shit?

If I had a real friend, I'd do anything for him.

How old are you?

Thirteen.

You're still a baby.

You're a bastard to say that.

Your mother said you liked me.

It's true. You're like a brother.

I wouldn't like a brother like you.

I'm going for a piss.

Bastard.

I hate him.

Why are you hiding?

I'm not hiding.

Liar. You've been there ages.
Why don't you come out?

He doesn't want to disturb us.

That's not true. He's spying on us.

Where's this hut then?

After the bridge.

I'm going. Watch me.

Yes, I'm watching.

Why did Philippe show her?
It's too far to go alone.

I built it, but don't tell her.

Don't you want one today?

Yes. That's a good idea.

Walks in the summer meadows are nice.

Mommy points out each tree...

and says it's a nature study.

We have to be able to pick out oats,
barley, and wheat.

Thought about my conditions?

A little. I've been wondering
why you were so familiar.

I wanted us to be like a family.

I couldn't be that familiar.

I thought you were braver.

Mommy! You're not watching me.

I am watching you.

There's no food left.

There are plenty of rabbits around.

I don't know how long we'll stay.
Perhaps we could use the time to...

Don't feel offended, but...

What is it now?

I saw you're left-handed.

So what? Is it serious?

No, it's not serious.

It's hard to force a left-hander
to write with the right.

They do everything backwards
and it makes reading harder.

I never went to school.
I can only write my name.

But school's obligatory.
What did your parents do?

I don't want to talk about it.

This is nice, but I have traps to set.

If we need food, I'd better hurry.

Mom!

What is it?

I wondered what you were up to.

I was worried you'd fainted.

Stop worrying about me, Philippe. I'm fine.

I'm just fine.

But you spend hours in the bathroom.

I fell asleep. I need to rest.

Where's Cathy?

Yvan found her a frog.
It's all slimy and disgusting.

Is Yvan back?

He got a rabbit and eggs.
We can eat without him.

I'm glad you get on so well together.

We don't get on that well.
You were right, he's barbaric.

I never said that.

Maybe not, but you thought it.

I was wrong. Now that I know him...
Aren't you listening?

Don't stand up for him,
and I won't criticize him.

But you've just done that.

I'm just angry with him.

I've tried hard to make him my friend.

But he doesn't seem to respect anyone.

Any food left?

I cooked the rabbit. Help yourself.

Don't eat standing up. Have a seat.

-I'm all right.
-Sit down, will you?

If you want.

I thought I heard bombing earlier.
It seemed far off.

I was scared.

We're safe here.

The Germans are after bridges...

or stations and fuel depots.

They don't give a damn
about a secluded house like this.

-Want some more?
-No, I'll only get drunk.

I got drunk with a friend once.

He screwed up. They locked him up
in Mettray.

You know it?

It's a reformatory.

He didn't want to stay.
The punishment was hell.

So he cut off his finger
to go to the infirmary.

As soon as he was better, he killed himself.

Did you know him well?

Yes, he was my only friend.

His name was Delmas. Jean Delmas.

Have you known girls your age?

Girls my age don't interest me.

Only you interest me.

I'd like you to be my wife.

You must be out of your mind.

It's absurd. Is this a proposal?
What does that mean?

It means what it means.

We could act married. Who would know?

That's enough wine.

-Where are you going?
-To bed.

-My head's spinning.
-No, stay here with me.

Don't hold it against me.
I can't talk like you.

I don't hold it against you.
I just don't know what to say.

It's all right. Let's finish the wine.

It's simple. I'll do what you want.

Move over. It's my turn now.

Know why I've called you Lulu?

Because that's my cat's name in Paris.

We couldn't bring her
because Mommy wouldn't let us.

So we left her with the chemist.

There were loads of dogs and cats.

Everyone left them with the chemist.

They were even crying. I don't know why.

But Lulu wasn't sick.

The house is there with a pointy roof.

The birds are all around it, flying.

They have blue wings
but you can't see their beaks or eyes.

Philippe!

Where's the frog?

I've hidden it.

Where?

I don't know.

Surely not in the nettles?

No, you're freezing.

Very cold.

You're getting warmer...

warmer...

even warmer...

You're burning.

It isn't here.

You're burning.

I can see it.

Philippe, help me catch it.

Open up, stupid!

Open up!

Can't you hear me? Open up, Philippe!

X, Y, Z.

You know "Y" since it's in your name.

Go on, try it.

No, that's a "J."

"Y."

There.

What's your name?

Chambert. That's my married name.

My first name's Odile.
You hear three sounds.

That's three syllables.

O...

D-l-L-E...

an L and an E, "le."

O-di-le.

Want to try to write it?

Here, use mine.

o di le

I can't do it.

Wait.

You can. You'll catch up on lost time.

I had a pupil from Indochina.

She caught up in just six months.

So the war has to last another six months.

What did you do before the war?

Not a lot.

I just go off without a goal.

I walked 40 miles in one day once.

I was even arrested for vagrancy.

More circles?

If you do that, it makes an "O."

Hello, children!

Hot, isn't it?

There's a storm brewing.

Can I get on the horse?

Do you want a ride too?

Mom!

Where are you from?

Sedan. 295th infantry regiment.

We took one hell of a beating.

-Are you from down south?
-You can tell?

I'm Georges, and he's Robert.

You have lovely children.

I left four at home. The oldest is 15.

You're lucky to live here.

This isn't my house.

Whose is it, then?
You're not the lady of the manor?

So you're living alone here?

I'm with my children, as you can see.

-Got anything to drink?
-There's water.

Water's fine for the horse.
We deserve better.

We're not animals.

Take her for a walk.

He won't bolt. Take him to drink.

Get down.

-What do I do?
-Watch Cathy. I'll get rid of them.

Let's sit down.

What about the horse?

Forget that.

-There are two men here.
-Shit!

-Two soldiers.
-Your mother let them in?

She said she'd get rid of them,
but they're still here.

They're here. Are they armed?

They have a rifle.

And you left her with them?

I wanted to warn you.

What are they doing?

One was at the window. He was naked.

I bet they're going to rape her!

Get back.

Rape her? You're crazy.

And you're bloody stupid.

A woman and two soldiers.
What's to stop them?

-What are you up to?
-I've finished. That feels better.

Whose room is this?

My older son's.

You haven't seen him. He's out all day.

I'm sorry, I made myself at home.

I had a look around as well.

You should watch your older son.

I'll show you what I found in his room.

"To Eug�nie. Brussels, 191 2."

"Marcel Daumier.
October 6, 1902, St. Quentin."

Apparently, he robs the dead.
Did you know?

How come the phone wires
are cut downstairs?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm talking about you, ma'am,
and the people with you.

We did nothing but retreat.

"Disengage" in military jargon,
usually in a mad panic.

The regiment lost a quarter of its men.

Believe me,
those who fell wounded or dead...

we had no time to see them.

-I'm boring you.
-Not at all.

When did you leave Paris?

When the government fled.
I didn't know what to bring.

People told me to bring fuel and bread.

Where's the other one?

Go and see.

It's only Cathy.

They've taken my things.

You're sure they had a gun?

-You didn't try to take it?
-I didn't think.

You're really useless.

I'm sick of your insults!

Don't you realize?

They'll turn me in.

And your mother, they'll...
They'll make her...

We have to stop them.

What are you going to do?

Our Father, who art in Heaven,
hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done on earth as in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive
those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Stop, Yvan, you're crazy.
You have to listen to me!

That won't scare them, they'll fight back!

You don't know them.

Better than you do.
I know what they're capable of.

Don't do this!

Too bad there's no man here.

An adult, I mean.

How would that have helped?

To keep things ticking over.

By the way, today is June 19...

and it's exactly 1:35 p.m.

The clocks aren't working here.

You're very observant.

To be quite honest, you intrigue me.

You seem so strict and yet so lost, too.

I'd love to make you laugh.

You can always try.

True, I am stupid.

If you want to get killed, go ahead.

I didn't mean to hurt you,
but never trust a stranger.

Tell me where the gun is
so we can defend ourselves.

No, Yvan. I'm sorry, but the answer's no.

I'll fetch the gun,
but I'll hold onto it, not you.

They may not be dangerous.

You have some weird ideas.

We see things differently.

I'm not staying.

Tell your mother I'll be back after they go.

You have plenty of wine anyhow.

And not cheap plonk either.

You wanted to keep it all?

When we're in the shit, you have to share.

Where is your regiment?

Wiped out. On June 7.

By Panzers on land and Stukas from the air.

Firing all over the shop.

We fell back.

They put us on trucks,
but there wasn't enough room.

Just before we got to Amiens...

the trucks came under fire. Not one left.

There was no one to give orders.

So Robert and I started walking.

We must have covered a good 150 miles.

Yvan.

Why are we eating here?

No reason. For a change.

Feasting is immoral.

Yvan catches a rabbit every day.
We have potatoes in the cellar.

-Why isn't Yvan here?
-Too many people.

He doesn't like that.

What's your job?

Head waiter in a hotel in Nice.

The Negresco. Heard of it?

I don't know the Riviera.

Dad always took us on holiday
in the mountains.

And we couldn't afford the Riviera.

This man looks like Daddy.

That's not true.
That's because he has a uniform, too.

When's Daddy coming back?

Never.

Don't talk rubbish, Philippe!

I want some more.

Finish your plate first.
Leave some for the other man.

Why isn't he eating with us?

He drank too much wine.
He's a bit under the weather.

What does that mean?

He's a drunk.

Please...

What class are you in?

Third year. I'm a year ahead.

No need to brag.

-Know what you want to be?
-A singer.

In the music hall?

No, the opera.

I'm an alto for now,
but we'll see how my voice changes.

Sing something for us.

It'll embarrass him.

I'd have hidden under the table at his age.

We may not be alike.

Why do you think I'm shy?

Mind if I sing in German?

Yes, I do mind.

But, go on. I can put things in perspective.

Why won't he show himself?

He's not very sociable.

Back to this morning's interrogation?

I'm curious. I can't help it.

Is he really your older son?

Does it surprise you?

Cathy said you're teaching him
to read and write.

So you have one very bright son
and one backward son.

Cathy makes up
some very imaginative stories.

Like her mother.

It took a while, but I finally got you to laugh.

It does you good.

I'll say good night, then.

I'm sorry, I don't want to disturb you...

but shouldn't you come down to earth?

How long will you stay shut up here?

Your friend advised me to stay.
The Germans make the roads dangerous.

We'll have to get used to them.
There'll soon be an armistice.

An armistice is odd.
It doesn't mean a cease-fire.

Going on fighting is one thing,
but helping the enemy is another.

I don't want to see the Germans.

I don't know where to go.

You must have family and friends.

Yes, but I don't know where they are.

I'm scared of learning they're dead.
I don't want to know.

Go back home to Paris.
That's where your life is, right?

I don't know what my life is anymore.

Ever since I ended up here...

everything that happens
seems to concern somebody else.

I think I've gone off the rails.

Philippe said your husband won't be back.

He was killed early on. It seems so long ago.

Some days, I forget him, but then, at night...

the same nightmare returns.

I see a dead tree...

in the schoolyard.

Its branches reach down to me and it says:

"I'm a dead tree now, but I still love you.
Come here near me."

So I step closer
because the tree has my husband's voice.

And the branches start to strangle me.

Forgive me for telling you all that.
It's so long since I saw an adult.

You need rest more than anything.

Perhaps. You're probably right.

You're so reasonable and reassuring.

Well, I need to be.

Here.

The family.

You're not in the photo.

No, I'm the one who took it.

I'm sorry.

I'd like to keep you company a bit longer...

but I can't keep my eyes open
and we have an early start.

I'm keen to get home.

Travel safely and good luck.

Likewise.

We'll say goodbye then.

-What are you doing?
-I've never seen a naked woman before.

I have to be careful.
I come too soon when I'm excited.

You have to learn to wait.

You'll teach me.

Why are you doing that?

It's what I know.

I don't.

Go on.

If it hurts, I'll stop.

Don't you want to come back now?

Not until they go.

They're leaving tomorrow, today, at dawn.

They told me the war's over.

I knew that.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you to go.

You'll go back to Paris
and I won't see you again.

I'm hungry.
I hope you didn't eat both rabbits.

I'm afraid we did.

I have to find something.

I spotted a farm a few miles away.

Tomorrow, we'll celebrate their departure.

Good morning.

Do you know this individual?

Do you know him or not?

He's our friend.

I reckon he was in an institution.

We've caught four of them.

Shaved heads, stolen clothes, just like him.

They escaped in the general panic.

What do you say?

He was near a farm.
He runs fast, but we caught him.

He showed you to this house?

No, his shirt gave him away.

The monogram on the shirt: MW.
Everyone knows Marc Weil here.

Tell me how you met the boy.

And why are you in someone else's house?

We were attacked on the road.
My car burned.

He saved our lives
and helped us to find a house.

To find a house?

Yes, I needed a roof for my children.

You broke in here?

No, a window was open.

Have you been here long?

I can't say.

We'll have a look around the place.

Then take you in with us.

That windscreen wiper needs mending.

Mommy says we won't celebrate
Bastille Day this year.

That's a shame. I like seeing the fireworks.

Lost? Trust the German soldier

How long will we stay here?

You ask me that every day.

I have no idea.

We'll call it Lulu. You agree?

We don't need a cat now.

Stay here.

Lulu!

Eat to get your strength up.

It still itches.

Stop scratching.

It's over. The doctor said you're cured.

It itches and my belly aches.

Mrs. Chambert. May I have a word?

-Can I come?
-No, stay here.

It won't take long.
It's about that boy we arrested.

He wouldn't say a word, not even his name.

-I don't know it.
-He never told you?

No, and I never asked.

It was better that way.

You can't stay here.

Follow me.

His description fits that
of an escapee, Delmas.

Jean Delmas.

Does that ring a bell?

Jean Delmas? No.

What about Mettray?

Ever heard of a reformatory called Mettray?

No, I'm sorry.

It's not easy to crosscheck
in this confusion.

Will you keep him long?

It's over for him.
He hanged himself in his cell.

I thought you might know more than us.

-When did it happen?
-Last night. That's all I know.

I wondered if there was anyone to contact.

Can I see the body?

We can't keep the deceased at the moment.

We've left the certificate blank.

Where did you bury him?

That's not my job. I'm doing the inquiry.

I can't open a file without his identity.

You really can't help?

Goodbye then, Mrs. Chambert.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Did he say anything about Yvan?

Yes, he managed to get away.

Can you imagine Yvan between four walls?

He'll be far away by now. He's a crafty one.

Where's Cathy?

Just here.

In memory of Monique Wittig

Subtitles: Ian Burley

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